At dawn, the sun had just emerged from behind the top of the mountain, and the warmth of its first rays of light mingled with the coolness of the dying night, making one feel a sweet weariness.

The joyful dawn had not yet reached the canyon, but it had already dyed the tops of the cliffs on both sides a clear yellow color, and the thick-foliage shrubs that grew in the depths of the rock walls scattered a gust of silver rain on us when a breeze blew.

On the surface of the Hunjiang River, there is a river of morning fog, which thins out a little bit of strong flavor. The clear blue sky is sparse and falling, and there are only a few places that are only lightly sprinkled with a few very thin sunshine...

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